[This post was originally published on July 2. 2012 on 40x41.com.] No pimped out pocket rocket. No selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors, erectile dysfunction tips, or magic carpet rides to the front steps of your posh brownstone, permission slip pinned to your pima, wine-dyed tuxedo shirt. Sometimes the only way to figure out what something is is by affirming what it is not. Not the most ...